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By Carol Perkins

"Nothing like homemade," is a compliment to the cook. Homemade is always preferable as long as the cook can cook! I have eaten some "homemade" items that hung in my throat, yelling, "Don't make me eat this!"

I attempted this week to make several batches of homemade cookies to send to the grandchildren for Thanksgiving. I am not a cookie maker but having just watched the All American Cookie Bake Off for hours, I thought I could surely do this. "Look, Guy, those cookies aren't decorated any better than mine from last year," I proclaimed as the icing ran down the sides of the cookies. (That contestant was eliminated.)

To warm up, I made an Italian Cream Cake for a friend. When I removed the cake from the pan, it was not like my normal cake; it was heavy. I knew what I had done wrong. The garbage was close, but I will slap a pound of icing and it will be fine. I didn't want to give it to anyone, so I made another one. I was wearing down.

On to the cookies. The Pioneer Woman had the "perfect" shortbread cookie recipe. I went through the routine and then put the dough in the refrigerator for an hour. A trick I discovered was to make an egg wash with cake coloring and brush across before baking to give them color; I used orange. The finished cookies looked like fried eggs. "Are you sending those?" Guy asked as more of a statement than a question.

The next batch was a chocolate cookie. Spooning out on a baking sheet does not make them look very pretty, but that's what I did. Then I stuck a dark chocolate,chocolate chip (all I had) in the middle when they were finished. Bitter. The next was a peanut butter cookie that the Pioneer Woman suggested spreading the batter into a rectangle, baking, and then melting chocolate and spreading over it. I took the cookie out just at the right time, but by melting the chocolate chips over the cookie and spreading it, the cookie "overcooked" and Guy let me know he almost broke a tooth. (I had put them in the refrigerator for the chocolate to harden.) Next I bought icing in a bottle for decorating my final batch of the "never fail" sugar cookie. That was a mess and I had icing all over me.

I have the cookies ready to mail. The kids expect ugly cookies because they know that is all I can make. The postage will likely be more than five dozen bakery cookies would have been including shipping. However, my cookies were made with love. Guy would argue that whoever is in the kitchen stirring up cookies in a bake shop may have just as much love! I think that is a hint.

This story was posted on 2018-11-15 10:16:58
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